Home of the Brave

"...You are really a cruel man." Ming Ye rubbed her sour nose and looked at Dai Yang with incomprehensible eyes. "Even if you are a monster, you will drool when you look at our beauty, but if you beat us in the face like this, it hurts our self-esteem more or less..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Dai Yang said, raising his leg and kicking it over. It's a pity that Ji Yao has been prepared this time, and he jumped back a few steps to avoid Dai Yang's attack.

"Huh! If that's the case, let's give it a try!" As if annoyed by Dai Yang's attitude, Ming Ye put aside his leisurely expression and put on a posture ready to fight. "Do you want them to recover? Yes. As long as you can beat us, we will help you recover them... Otherwise, you will leave your heart behind!"

"...Don't forget what you said." Dai Yang clenched his fists, adjusted his breathing, and prepared for a quick decision.

"We won't forget, but you seem to have misunderstood us..." Ji Yao squinted, and a dangerous light flashed in her purple pupils.

"Do you think that what you see now is the real us?"

"……what?"

A strange pressure was released from Ji Yao, and Dai Yang subconsciously increased his vigilance, but the next scene far exceeded his expectations.

"Hmph, a rare opportunity, let you see our true strength..."

Ming Ye, who was saying this, suddenly reached out and inserted his hand into his belly. Dai Yang looked at Ji Yao's self-mutilation behavior in astonishment, but Ji Yao slowly pulled his hands out of his stomach with an euphoric expression.

Along with Ji Yao's actions, a long sword with an Oriental style was also pulled out at the same time. The long knife seemed to be a part of Ji Yao's body, the blade was covered with purple blood, and the blade showed a strange dark red. The blade of the long sword is slender like a moon arc, and the part that has been pulled out is already more than five feet long, and the length is almost the same as the height of Jimon. It is impossible to imagine how Jimon put it into the body.

Under Dai Yang's dazed gaze, Ji Yao drew a long knife from his body. I saw a finger-long incision left on the smooth lower abdomen, and lavender blood of the demon oozing out from the incision, but it quickly healed.

"Huh..." Mingye exhaled, shaking the long sword casually.

The quick shake didn't bring out much sound, but Dai Yang seemed to hear a loud bang in his ears.

Just like opening the door of the Yin Cao Netherworld, the evil spirit mixed with the undead grievances gushes out, covering the sky and the earth, and the whole ghost nest seems to be sinking into eighteen hells in an instant. The center of the **** is the Yaoxie long sword in the hands of Ji Yao, and the dark red sword is entwined with countless ghost faces. Amidst the screams of the evil spirits, the demon sword shook with extreme joy, and the desire for murder and bloodthirsty radiated, swallowing the surrounding creatures like a tsunami.

If you change to an ordinary person, I'm afraid it will be swallowed by the madness of the demon sword at the moment of contact. Even Dai Yang, who had undergone his father's perverted training, was still rushed by the tsunami-like madness. It is completely conceivable that if such a thing appeared in a densely populated town, it would be like a hellish scene of Shura.

"What the **** is this..." Dai Yang gasped. He who runs a prop shop is well-informed, but he has never seen such an evil weapon.

"Introduction, this child's name is'Hong Ji'." Ming Ye stroked the blade of the Demon Blade, confirming to Dai Yang. "Isn't it beautiful?"

The demon sword named "Hong Ji" exudes an evil spirit soaring to the sky as if responding to the call of the jealous demon. The dark red blade radiated a fierce light in the darkness, like an open door to the Hades, I saw countless resentful spirits pouring out of the blade, and the scene of that group of demons danced around, making Dai Yang’s scalp explode.

The wraith spirits bound by the demon sword surrounded the jealous demon like stars arched over the moon. As if manifesting resentment, he dyed Ji Yao's purple hair red. A surging monster aura that was completely incomparable with the previous one radiated from the body of the jealous monster, mixed with the evil spirit of the demon sword, forming a hideous behemoth in the dark, looking down at the young man on the ground.

"Hey, just kidding..." Dai Yang quietly moved his paralyzed five fingers, the cold sweat oozing from his back reminded him of the scene when he was thrown into the ogre's lair by his father when he was a child.

Such a jealous demon is obviously no longer an opponent that can deal with empty-handed. Dai Yang's gaze subconsciously glanced at the distance "Wu Ming", but he couldn't help but curse secretly.

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The wraith spirits gushing from the demon sword rendered the ghost nest into a scene of hell. These dead people who were slain by the demon sword and restrained by it so that they could not exceed their lives, full of hatred for the living, looking for and attacking any living objects. For the two girls who had turned into stone statues, the resentful spirits had nothing to do, and the arrogant Dai Yang, the resentful spirits did not dare to approach. In this case, Medusa, who was restrained by the evil spirit and extremely weak, became the target of the wraith spirits' concentrated attack.

If it is put in normal times, these low-level wraiths will not pose a threat to the ghost mother at all, but at this time Medusa is in an unprecedented state of weakness, and coupled with the shackles of the jealous demon, she can even turn around and dodge. Can't do it.

The wraith spirits danced around the ghost mother, making inviting wailing sounds. Although their weak attacks could not hurt the skin of the demon, they could **** their energy from the wounds on Medusa's body.

Countless resentful spirits attached to the ghost mother, like countless blood-sucking poisonous mosquitoes, Medusa felt that his remaining vitality was being sucked out little by little. Unspeakable disgust mixed with cold fear came out of my heart, but one aspect seemed to relax. Compared to the request made by Ji Yao, it might be better to be sucked up by the resentful spirit and die like this. Medusa, thinking this way, couldn't help but sink, relax his tight body, and let the resentful spirits. Absorbing essence frantically.

"Get away!" Suddenly there was a crisp shout, a wave of righteousness suddenly descended, and the resentful spirits wailed and were driven away.

At the same time, Medusa suddenly felt her body sink, and then she was picked up. When she recovered, she had been placed next to the stone statues of the two girls.

"Stay here." A brief command rang from her side, and Medusa turned her head to find the black-haired young man standing beside him.

Under Medusa's gaze, the young man picked up the dark big sword from the ground and thrust the black sword into the ground. In an instant, the sword body of the black sword released brilliant sword power, and the resentful spirit leaning on was instantly wiped out. Medusa looked at the youth with a relieved expression, then dropped the black sword and walked towards Ji Yao, after a while, he realized that he had intended to protect them.

"Why..." After understanding the young man's actions, Medusa fell into a deeper confusion.

The two girls leave aside, but why are they even included in it? To humans, demons are synonymous with ominous and fearful, and to demons, humans are like inexhaustible mice. There were no one thousand or eight hundred adventurers who died in Medusa's hands, but she never thought that one day she would be protected by humans.

The shackles of the jealous demon still existed, and Medusa could not move her body, but turned her eyes to catch up with the young man's back. Ji Yao holding a monster knife, its strength has far exceeded the level of the superior monster, even if Medusa is unscathed at this time, she can't fight with him. That demon sword is undoubtedly a peerless weapon, and the only thing that can fight against it is the black sword of the female knight.

The youth used black swords to build defenses so that they could not be harmed by the resentful spirits, and at the same time put themselves in a situation where they had to deal with the demon sword empty-handed-in Medusa's view, that was almost equivalent to suicide. She really couldn't understand the reason why the young man did this, and she couldn't even imagine how he would deal with such a jealous demon.

The incomprehensible confusion and the indescribable curiosity caused the ghost mother to forget her own affairs for a while, and concentrated on looking at the figure who outrageously challenged the jealous demon...

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"Are you going to challenge us empty-handed?"

Looking at Dai Yang who just walked along, Ming Ye also had the same doubts as Medusa. "It's rare that we brought that black sword specially. It doesn't matter if you use it?"

"Don't worry, I have other weapons..." Dai Yang brought his palms together into the shape of a hand knife, and brought up his mind without phase, and the vitality of the world gathered in a flash.

The "Wuxiang Shenyan" created by the ancestors of the Dai family was the ultimate martial arts that manipulated the vitality of the heavens and the earth and set foot in the realm of God, and Dai Yang's "phase away from the blade" at this time was one of the primary moves. Refining the vitality of heaven and earth into a detached blade that is invisible to the naked eye. The detached blade has no physical weight, but has the sharpness of cutting iron and mud, and the length can be changed freely according to the will of the surgeon. Cooperating with Dai Yang's martial arts to perform, the demons and ghosts can't match it at all.

"Huh?" Ji Yao squinted his eyes. Although she also couldn't see the thick blade, but she could feel the sharp existence.

"God acting, separated from the blade." Dai Yang stared at Ji Yao and put on a decisive posture.

"...Interesting, let's try it!" Ji Yao licked his lips with excitement, and rushed towards Dai Yang.

At this time, the two were separated by a distance of six meters, but the speed of Ji Yao was beyond imagination. Dai Yang slashed away with his palm like a reflection. The moment the separation blade collided with the demon knife, red ripples appeared in the air. Two weapon blades of completely different levels intersected, and as a result, the separated blade not only failed to cut the demon sword, but was shocked by the rebound of the demon energy and almost collapsed.

"Look at the sword!" At this time of delay, Ji Yao has rushed to the attack distance of two meters in front of Dai Yang, slashing with a high drink and swinging the monster sword.

The scarlet demon sword pulled the arc of the bleeding moon in the darkness, and fell straight towards the man. Dai Yang crossed his arms in front of his forehead, and the two separated blades were superimposed, and it was finally a cut to hold the demon sword, but the huge impact that came from him surprised him. Ji Yao's seemingly slender arms, but the power he exerted was enough to rival the Minotaur, the rock face under Dai Yang's feet was cracked, and his arms were numb enough.

"It's not bad to be able to block the slash of'Hong Ji'..." Across the invisible part of the blade, Ji Yao showed an expression of approval.

"But, how long can you last?"